(Note: Since there is my own internal dialogue during a yoga class, the dialogue of the yoga instructor and the events and postures occurring around us, I placed actions in [brackets], instructions of the teacher in italics and my own thoughts in a regular font).
[Enter room]
Ok, it seems quiet. This is nice. Phewwwwwww.
[Teacher walks in.]
Ok, good morning. Let's start class with a deep breathing exercise. Take a deep breath in and deep breath out.
Jesus, why did I come here? Why did I come here... I'm missing out on cuddle time with my man.
Lift your arms over your head and breathe out...
Ok, I'm here, I'm here. Let's do this.
[Silence]
[Silence]
[Silence]
Standing head to knee pose!
*&%$#@^%$#@&^! I hate this pose. Ugh, that guy behind me is doing it so much better. He's cute though. Ha, he fell out of the pose, what a sucker. I'm such a baller.
Bow pose!
Ugh, I hate this pose. Actually, it's not that bad. Wait, am I actually getting good at this...
[Next few postures go by at light speed].
Whew. Savasana.
[Quiet]
[Quiet]
[Quiet]
Wow, my mind is really beginning to relax. Wait, why am I thinking of those times I was bullied long ago? Oh @&$*, old memories, old memories, old memories...
Ok, back to yoga poses. $%^#, that was the most stressful part of class.
[Silence]
[Silence]
Full locust pose!
&^%^, I hate this pose. Gotta rally, gotta rally...
Elissa, try lifting your head a bit higher. Higher...
Is this *^&%$ talking to me!? I've made it seventy-five minutes through the class and this joker wants extra effort!? Why I oughta...
Ok. Ok. Class is almost over. I can do this. I can do this.
[Silence]
[Silence]
Ugh. One more posture. Just get me out of this hot room. GET ME OUT OF THIS HOT ROOM.
[Final savasana]
Ugh. I am so relaxed. Going to class was the best decision of my life.
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